Little plants squished beneath my toes
Little fear fountaining out my chest
A splay of stars wreathing the realm above
I hear chirping, it is sweet
I feel my heart beat,
I try to breathe but it only travels so far
Things contract around my natal star Continue reading “Safe Under the Sky With a Dragon’s Eye”→

The backstory for this poem stems from the industrial backdrop of the photo below. Not that industrial is evil. It is just suffocating the tropical permaculture garden we’ve planted on campus at UMiami. There’s a reflective metallic container just to the right of the big gravel heap, in the far back of the photo. That’s where the hose and water pump are. The contracted company hired by UM to build a road through campus excavated the ground between the garden and water pump. They’ve cut out the pipe feeding water to the irrigation system for not only the garden, but the arboretum here as well.